Purpose Driven

We had a birthday party at our house this morning, so before all the craziness of getting things ready started, Indie and I set off into the back field for a chat with God. Sounds silly, maybe, but for me, I am discovering this is the best was to start my day. I don’t always end the day well, but at least I am starting it well.

As we were walking, I felt a new sense of purpose. Actually, I have been feeling this way since God decided to have a chat with me in the car back in August. As in this is what I am supposed to be doing.

And I hope you hear that not from an arrogant place. I honestly have no clue what I am doing, and that’s okay. I’m doing it anyway! Just that I’m supposed to be sharing. Nothing more. No expectations. Nothing hoped for in return. Just sharing.

Coaching has been this for me the past two years. I have loved it. The people I have become close to are some of the best. Always looking ahead and focusing on healthy behavior - physically, emotionally, mentally, and for most, spiritually. It has grown me as a person and as a leader. Heck, as a mom and a wife.

It brought back to me a sense of purpose I hadn’t felt in a long time. Something all my own. Not to diminish being a mom at all (far from it!), but you moms know exactly what I mean. We need something that feeds our souls, that helps us feel like are contributing to the family in more ways than one, and that challenge us.

And now I feel a new sense of purpose. Maybe I should say an additional sense of purpose. I don’t know. I don’t know if a door will close or the two will blend together beautifully. I’ll keep helping and serving and we’ll see where the Lord takes us.

But this morning while walking, I felt a renewed sense of purpose and felt my back get straighter and a smile come across my face.

I’m doing exactly what I am supposed to be doing, and it feels kinda fantastic.

Which made me remember the book I couldn’t remember the title to in Unfiltered. If you haven’t seen it, go take a watch.

It was The Purpose Driven Life by Rick Warren. How could I possibly forget that? Remember when this book was all the rage?

Well, I went and found my copy. We’ve moved countless times and I’ve given away tons of books, but this one I always kept and I guess I now know why I held on to it for these 20+ years.

I need to ask Jesus to forgive me for crossing out His name throughout the entire book. Yes. You read that right. I crossed out His name. Wow. This was also around the same time I would tell God that I wasn’t going to pray to Him because I didn’t believe in Him. Yeah…Figure that one out.

Proof I really did cross out Jesus’ name.

I’m also assuming now would be a good time to read through the book again with a different set of eyes.

I’m pretty sure this time around will hit a lot different than the first…